We met in ninth grade, back when hallways felt endless and the future was still a secret waiting to be told. Our story didn’t rush itself. We found our way forward, choosing each other again and again. When our paths crossed once more, it felt like fate was tapping us on the shoulder. It was a reminder that true love never fades. In that moment, I knew he was mine as I was his. The one my heart has been saving its magic for.